It is late autumn, and trees all over Arad Doman are shedding their leaves, replacing the verdant country air with a golden warmth.
From your place within the Solemn Spire you have an excellent vantage of both the rolling hills and forests, and the sprawling mass of Bandar Eban, within which your father's home resides. It is a large mansion-estate, large even to the scale of the palace. The difference however is that is possess only one slender spire, where the Palace possesses many.

Your father has told you that finally you must be gone. He has arranged a group of household soldiery to escort you to Cairhien, as he did your siblings. He seemed loath to do so, but in the end, with this spate of kidnappings, he has surrendered and done so. You are meant to leave that afternoon, and servants are busy gathering your belongings.